The Heiress' Vengeful Return

ition that had once destroyed her. New York-her city. The place where she ha

ing window of her penthouse, the reflec

t a st

from the ashe

deceit of the Graysons. But tonight, she returned-not as the naïve h

me burned i

der Gr

had once trusted. The man who had

ghts. She turned, smoothing the silk fabric o

me

-tall, sharp-eyed, exuding the effortless

tor. Her greatest ally. And the onl

Elena Carter-heiress, businesswoman, and the newest rising star in the

slow, calculatin

ntinued, studying her. "Alexander G

her palm, the name lik

rse, h

g the perfect identity, the perfect plan. And now, the man

ips c

t h

rrowed. "You sure? You know the Graysons-they play d

specialty. Let him think he's won. Let him t

realized the woman he had betrayed had come back, not for vengeance

ine of her dress, taking a moment to breathe in the sleek luxury of the penthouse. This life, thi

ghing the weight of her words. Finally, he nodde

e interrupt

on't let your emotions cloud your

been good at pl

't just here to take back her life. She was here

sations laced with veiled threats and empty pleasantries. The Grayson Corp Annual Charity Ball was

Carter would make

ement as she approached the towering entrance of the Grayson Grand Hotel. The doormen gree

through the crowd. Whispers followed her ev

is

d she co

he seem...

to herself. Le

enough of her legs to leave a lasting impression. Her hair cascaded in dark waves over one shoulder, framing a face that exuded confid

ad destroyed five years ago. She was

smiled at her in polite curiosity; others watched her with the calculating gaze of

gaze lan

der Gr

ence of a king surveying his kingdom. His tailored suit was perfection-sleek, dark, commanding. His sha

n't here to

ere to de

for the briefest moment, t

d by intrigue. He looked her over, brows furrowed, as if tryi

knowing smile. A challenge. A trap he w

om, Victoria Grayson's g

h

deception had

ilent toast to the beginning of the end. The smile that curved her lips was cold, calculating. Victoria

turn to feel the weig

l who had once been manipulated by the Graysons. She was a woman on a mission, playing the game on her terms. And as

t had ju